Ribbon was tierd of waiting outside. If she was going to look for a job, why would she stand here and wait? She would be a real gung-ho girl and walk right up and confidantly ask Davenport for a job. What was the worst that would happen? she gets arrested??- at least that way she gets 3 meals a day and a warmer place to sleep. she mustered up all the courage in her tiny body, most of which seemed to come from her feet- as they were the ones leading her inside the studio. She saw a man, he looked so above this. A man who seems to wear his cigarette smoke like an elegant fragile scarf. "Are you Horus Davenport?"